A/N: Here is the second part of chapter two. I had this partially written when I was in Vancouver for the New Kids on the Block concert (which was a blast, just like the night before. But I,um, got to meet a couple of them...) which was amazing. Would do it again. The next chapter I'm thinking a reunion with Erin. Please R&R.
Disclaimer: Not mine...
Danny knew that his father would rise from behind the large desk that occupied part of the office. He also knew that there was a chance that his father would be standing next to the window. As soon as Garrett announced that the he was here, without actually saying who it is, he began the walk into the large office. He couldn't think of anything else to say except for one thing.
"Hi Dad," Danny quietly interrupted. He watched as his dad's head snapped up and he quickly turned around. He gasped at the tears that had quickly formed in his dad's eyes. He hadn't been prepared to see his dad cry.
"Danny?" Frank asked, as if to make sure it was his oldest son standing in front of him. No one in the family knew when he was supposed to be home. "When…What…How…" He was at a loss for words.
"Yeah, it's me," Danny smiled tearfully. He heard his father's aides leave the office and give him and his dad some time. He could feel the tears falling down his face. However he did nothing to hide them. Danny could tell that his father still couldn't believe that he was standing in front of him, before he knew it he was caught in his father's embrace. He let himself relax for the first time in a long time. He let himself cry for the first time since he had left for Iraq.
"I'm so glad you're alright. We…We've all missed you so much," Frank whispered tearfully as he embraced his son. He could feel the tremor of his son's sobbing, and tightened his arms just to make sure his son was right in front of him. As he stepped out of the embrace, he finally saw his son relax.
"When did you get in?" Frank asked softly, the only whole sentence he was able to put together for the first time since Danny had walked in the door.
"My plane got in about two hours ago."
"Why didn't you call? We would have come to get you. All of us."
"I wanted to surprise you. Each of you guys. You each deserve individual time with me. You guys were what kept me going over there. I always thought about you guys. When I was hurt," Danny stopped when he heard his dad sharp intake of air, "it was just a very minor injury, I thought I had to make it home to all of you guys. But I needed to see you first. "
"I'm glad you're home and … where should we start?
